I don't want to play anymore

Cheng Yang raised his index finger and was about to click on the video when Zhang Ye interrupted him and said, "Let's go back to the room and watch it."

Cheng Yang nodded.

The elevator stopped at the seventh floor, and the door opened automatically. Cheng Yang walked out of the small metal space. Coincidentally, the door of another elevator next to him also opened, and Zhu Zhenting walked out. Pressed it out and stuffed it into the trouser pocket.

Zhu Zhenting looked at the two of them: "I came back so soon, did I not find the swimming pool? Just right, I finished swimming, and you can go up if you want to swim."

Encountering this annoying person twice in one night, Zhang Ye was really not in a good mood. Thinking that Cheng Yang was frightened at the swimming pool and then disgusted by Lao Wang, he probably felt worse than him, so He decided to say something disgusting to Zhu Zhenting to save him from chattering: "No, I'm afraid you'll pee in the swimming pool."

The corners of Zhu Zhenting's mouth twitched a few times, and he was really irritated by his words: "Zhang Ye, don't judge the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, okay? You are as dirty as everyone else."

Zhang Ye looked at him with a smirk on his face: "No? Nothing would be best."

Zhu Zhenting was extremely depressed: "Are you out of your mind? You like war of words so much, why are you being a coward again on the Internet?"

There was a sly smile in Zhang Ye's eyes, as if he was squinting at Cheng Yang. Cheng Yang felt a headache, raised his hand to stop someone who was still rolling around like a little lion, and said to Zhu Zhenting: "You know how to perform sex skills?" , There are so many mouths on the Internet, he alone can't quarrel with you."

"You two, you two, wait for me!" Zhu Zhenting stammered angrily, gave them a middle finger, turned and left.

"It's finally clean." Zhang Ye looked at the back of Zhu Zhenting who was walking away quickly, the smirk on his face dissipated, and he commented indifferently, then turned around, Cheng Yang had already left.

The corridor was covered with soft carpet, and there was almost no sound when stepping on it. Zhang Ye slowed down. After walking a few steps, he realized his actions, and something inexplicable came to his heart. Cheng Yang had already arrived. At the door of the room, he was vacillating between saying hello and going back to the room or dawdling for a while, but Cheng Yang suddenly turned around and said, "It's still early, come in and sit for a while."

"Okay." Zhang Ye stood still beside him, and the inexplicable things turned into real joy. He rubbed his emotions and couldn't figure out why. Then he thought, Cheng Yang probably wanted him to help See the video for details.

Cheng Yang took out his room card and swiped the door open. After entering the door, he turned on the light in the room. Zhang Ye then came in and put the bag of clothes in his hand on the sink at the door.

The two sat down on the sofa, Cheng Yang was at one end of the couch, and Zhang Ye was next to him on the single sofa. Cheng Yang glanced at him, clicked on the video, and then he was stunned.

"I know when this was made. On the night when I first moved in, I went to the pharmacy to buy medicine after the dinner party. I found a bottle in the elevator—this thing." That tube thing said.

The camera in the elevator was installed in the center, with 360 degrees and no dead angles. Cheng Yang was standing in the front and happened to take a clear picture of the words on the bottle in his hand, and this video was not the original video, like It was recorded by someone facing the original video.

Zhang Ye suddenly remembered the gossip that Zhao Duoduo told him on the set that day... On the night of the party, someone went to the tenth floor to deliver...

"I found this, so I put it on that table."

The video was only a few seconds long, only he looked down at the words on the bottle, nothing before and after, and he was pinched.

Zhang Ye frowned: "Send this to me, and I'll ask the hotel what's going on, what about the industry rules? How did the surveillance video get out? Since they have this, they should also take a picture of who dropped it. If it’s inside, or take out the original video, it can also prove your innocence.”

After such a short time, the person who posted the video was already impatient, the phone vibrated, Zhang Page exited the video, and Lao Wang's latest message lay in the field of vision.

[How about it, have you thought about it? 】

Zhang Ye said angrily: "Look at him getting anxious."

Cheng Yang glanced at him, but he was not very angry. He put one hand on his knee, and the other lightly picked the armrest of the sofa, his eyes narrowed into a line: "Since he can get this video, it means that he paid off the hotel. Let's It’s probably useless to go to the hotel.”

Zhang Ye scratched his hair and bit his lips subconsciously: "Then why don't you go to the director? Before the show is broadcast, the actors can't make principled problems, which will give Wu Zhen a headache."

Apparently Cheng Yang didn't think it was a good idea. He raised his hand on his knee at some point, with his index finger between his lips. Zhang Ye caught a glimpse of him nibbling his nails, and slapped his hand in a daze. Go on: "Didn't you know there are bacteria in your nails?"

Cheng Yang was taken aback by his photograph, looked at him blankly, and after a moment of silence, explained: "I'm used to biting my nails when I'm thinking about things, I didn't realize it just now..."

Zhang Ye interrupted what he was about to say, and said: "You can eat it if you like, no need to apologize." After that, he took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and glanced at Cheng Yang: "Why don't I ask the director of our company?" , she came from a public relations background, so she may have more experience."

"Let's forget it, don't bother people, if Lao Wang wants to post it, let him post it. I don't have many fans, so it doesn't matter what they say."

The most important thing is that he has no one he cares about, and the only one he cares about won't read these things online. Those who care about him will believe him, love whoever he wants, he thought.

From what Cheng Yang said, it seemed that he was too embarrassed to bother people, but in fact, he was more unconvinced. Zhang Ye thought that when he was caught in a war of words by Zhu Zhenting's rhythm a few days ago, their company didn't even reach out to rescue him. He said, now an artist who is not from their company, will their director take care of it?Probably Cheng Yang thought so.

Zhang Ye coughed, and said, "I told her to leave that matter alone, and I didn't bother to give Zhu Zhenting eyes." He said that he had already called up the director's number from the contact list, and briefly explained the matter at hand. After describing it again, I clicked send.

When Cheng Yang followed his train of thought and was about to explain a few words, he raised his finger, and with a sound of '咻', the message had already been sent out.

Cheng Yang clenched his fist lightly, then opened it again.

Zhang Ye put the mobile phone on the armrest of the sofa, and Cheng Yang's mobile phone was lying next to it. The two people's eyes lingered on each other's faces for a while, and finally fell there.

The two mobile phones lying in a row are of the same brand, but one is new and the other is old. The new one is this year's new model, and the old one is a model several years ago.

Cheng Yang came back to his senses first: "Actually, what I said just now was not impulsive. Anyway, I won't have any contact with this circle after filming this movie. It doesn't matter what black material."

When he said that he would not interact with this circle, his tone was decisive, and Zhang Ye felt uncomfortable: "Even if you want to quit the circle, you can't let him bully you like this."

Cheng Yang squinted at him: "I really don't care..."

Zhang Ye's throat rolled a bit: "I'm not because of you, I can't understand people like him, and I also think about the ecology in this circle. He bullies you today, but you don't say anything. Afterwards, you will withdraw from the circle. He thinks You were forced to leave by him, and you will only be more arrogant in the future, stretching out your hands to more newcomers, thinking that those newcomers who have no power, power and background can be rubbed by him, and that he can cover the sky with one hand, and no one can cure you he."

Cheng Yang nodded: "Okay, I was persuaded by you, let's wait and hear what your director has to say."

But the mobile phone that was placed between the two of them didn't move at all, it was lying quietly like a chicken, and the screen had already gone dark.

Zhang Ye was a bit bored, and Cheng Yang could tell that he was bored. Just as he was about to turn on the TV with the remote control, Zhang Ye saw the brush and paper on the desk over there. He got up and walked over: "Are you practicing calligraphy?"

"Well, I took some time to practice these few days, and tomorrow I will take a clean room to reflect, don't I want to copy books?" Cheng Yang followed him and walked over.

In fact, he didn't really learn calligraphy when he was a child. No one paid for the extracurricular classes for him. He was considered to be in Li Hui's honor. When he went to learn calligraphy, he carried his schoolbag and accompanied him to and from school.The calligraphy teacher is a kind grandfather. After a few classes, he was allowed to wait for others in the classroom, and he would sit in and help Li Hui catch the knife, accumulating basic calligraphy knowledge and skills.Of course, even when he later found out that those expenses should have belonged to him and were diverted to Li Hui, he never hated them. After all, those days were relatively relaxed and comfortable for him at that time.

Zhang Ye unscrewed the ink bottle and poured out some ink. He picked up the pen and moistened it. The tip of the pen hovered on the paper. Before he could think of anything to write, the phone over there rang.

The two looked back together, and Zhang Ye put down the pen in his hand.

It was Cheng Yang's phone that was ringing, and it was from Old Wang, who probably couldn't wait any longer.

Just as Cheng Yang was about to answer the call, Zhang Ye signaled him to wait a moment. He picked up his mobile phone and turned on the camera.

Cheng Yang glanced at his mobile phone, understood, put the mobile phone back on the armrest of the sofa, clicked on it, and turned on the speaker at the same time.

Zhang Ye chose an angle and framed Cheng Yang's cell phone in the lens.

"Xiao Cheng."

"it's me."

"How are you thinking?"

"I've never thought about it. It doesn't matter whether it's the trending searches that brought funds into the group before, or the current videos. It's clear. You can post it if you want. I don't care."

The loud middle-aged man's voice sneered: "It doesn't matter? It seems that you don't plan to hang out in this circle anymore."

"Correct."

The other side was obviously stunned for a moment, and soon sneered and said: "As far as I know, although you have received the admission notice, you will enroll in September, so you are not afraid of frequent scandals. That university is under pressure from public opinion. , refused to admit you?"

Cheng Yang frowned. At this moment, many thoughts and possibilities flashed through his mind. He subconsciously glanced sideways and saw a sullen look on Zhang Ye's face. He reached for the phone on the armrest of the sofa.

Cheng Yang knew what he was going to do and grabbed his wrist to stop him.

Zhang Ye struggled a bit, but Cheng Yang held onto him very tightly. He had no choice but to give up struggling. Perhaps Cheng Yang was afraid that he would go to get the phone again after letting go, so he just held onto him and didn't let go.

Seeing the silence here, the other side thought that Cheng Yang was intimidated, and he said in a persuasive manner: "I know you came from a hard background, and it is not easy to be here today. Those who know current affairs are outstanding. Don't think that if you know a small screenwriter, you will have nothing to worry about." Worry, people have to be prepared for danger in times of peace, don't think about it once and kill your own way, I let people find out about those things about you when you were in high school, you should think about it."

Zhang Ye's wrist was loosened, the temperature in the room was low, and there was still heat that hadn't dissipated on the skin that had been gripped, like a rejection reaction, the nerve endings danced abruptly, making him feel at a loss what to do, he Subconsciously looking at Cheng Yang, Cheng Yang's face became very pale, and his expression was quite different from just now.Zhang Ye repeated silently in his heart: Knowing a small screenwriter...does it mean that he joined the group and benefited from screenwriter Chang?Those things in high school... being gay, hiding that perverted teacher... Is that all?

Cheng Yang looked at Zhang Ye's probing gaze, and his eyes darkened for a moment. After Lao Wang said a few words, even a righteous person like Zhang Ye would give him such a look, let alone those passers-by who didn't know him at all.His heart was cold, his hands trembled, and he picked up the phone on the armrest of the sofa. His voice was deep and flattering, which sounded weird: "You, let me think about it again. Recently, filming is too tiring. Yes, it may take a little longer."

The middle-aged man smiled, with a greasy voice: "That's right, I'll give you three days. After three days, I'll go to the production team and wait for your reply."

Cheng Yang hummed, hung up the phone, and threw the phone into the sofa. Seeing Zhang Ye staring at him, he felt a headache and turned around to walk into the room.

"Why compromise?" There was irrepressible anger in Zhang Ye's voice.

Cheng Yang's hand hanging by his side was pinched into his fingertips. He didn't intend to compromise. He was indeed frightened by Lao Wang at first, but he calmed down quickly. He replied to Lao Wang like that to buy some time. In the past few days, plan carefully and think of a solution.

"What's the matter with you and screenwriter Chang?" Zhang Ye couldn't suppress his anger a little bit, and grabbed Cheng Yang's shoulder, probably trying to pull him back, but it made him stagger.

His shoulders hurt so much that Cheng Yang couldn't help but have all the bad thoughts in his heart. Sure enough, human feelings can't be shared. People like Zhang Ye will never be able to understand how he got to where he is today. How difficult it is, what does it mean to lose it all.He knew that if the situation just now were changed to chapter pages, he would definitely scold Wang Biao's eighteen generations of ancestors.Doesn't he want to scold Wang Biao severely?Just know it can't be done.Because: he can stop acting, but if he does not have the opportunity to go to university, then his life will never have a bright future. He rolled out of the muddy pond, and he didn't want to live in the muddy pond for the rest of his life.He couldn't afford to gamble, and his life couldn't afford the slightest mistake.

"What about those things in your high school?" Zhang Ye pressed again.

Cheng Yang felt very tired, tired, and annoying.He let out a cold breath, turned around and looked at Zhang Ye: "Aren't the children of rich families all well-educated? Don't you know that you should keep a minimum distance when interacting with people? What about your manners? You Is it necessary to tell you what is going on with Mr. Chang? The things about my high school... There are a lot of things about my high school, if you want to know, you should check it yourself!" He almost yelled out the last sentence Yes, after yelling, he took a step back: "I'm going to sleep, see you on the set tomorrow."